Lu Ming didn't pull out the sword he carried, but looked in one direction, Breaking the Army Sword Venerable!

At this moment, Pojun Jianzun is still guiding Cheng Zifeng very seriously, and the two of them are talking well, showing everyone's demeanor in their gestures.

However, Lu Ming knew very well that Fang Cai's feeling was definitely not groundless, but real. Maybe it was just a psychological fluctuation of the Broken Army Sword Venerable, or maybe it was just that the old Sword Venerable didn't like him, but he didn't escape his own perception.

Maybe Lao Jianzun himself didn't know that he had already felt it by Lu Ming just by just an idea.

It's just that Lu Ming asked himself that it was the first time he had seen a living Sword Venerable, and he had never even seen him, how could he have thoughts about himself? Lu Ming didn't have the heart to verify it, so he could only increase his vigilance.

"Of course the deity doesn't like you!"

Although Lao Jianzun did not directly target Lu Ming, he didn't have any scruples in his heart at all. Not long after Lu Ming came to Sword Hall City, he went to challenge many Sword Hall Holy Maidens one after another, and among those people, one was his own apprentice's apprentice!

That is his own apprentice grandson, he used to guide a little, but he was defeated by you Lu Ming, with a sword, and then he didn't even stay, so he went to challenge the next saint, it seems that the disciple of the deity doesn't even have the qualifications to let you stop for a while!

Why are you?

With your sword realm, with your profound understanding of the sword?

So that you can have no scruples, without any affection, and indirectly slap the deity in the face?

Breaking Army Sword Venerable was very unhappy in his heart. After all, he was already one of the Supreme Seven Swordsmen, and he was at the pinnacle of the continental swordsman, but the failure of the disciple was his own failure!

Of course, these thoughts were all in Lao Jianzun's heart, but there was only a small fluctuation, but he still said that he was sensed by Lu Ming.

Ouyang Luo gently patted Lu Ming's shoulder, a slightly lazy smile appeared on his handsome face, and said, "Don't go to your heart, it won't take long." You will transcend His presence. ”

Lu Ming also smiled. He shook his head slightly, but didn't say anything. In Lu Ming's aphorism, as long as it has not been done, it is empty talk.

Ouyang Luo was very clear. In the ruins of the sword. These people can be said to have encountered any kind of enemy. There are those who use giant swords, there are those who use insidious short swords, and there are those who drive sword formations. In the first year. These people have been hunted down and killed, and it can be said that they have lived an absolute life of fugitives.

But under the leadership of Lu Ming, in the second year, he was already able to smoothly avoid the enemy's edge, and then use tactics to win.

However, in the third year, Lu Ming was already able to lead everyone to directly counterattack and strangle countless threats in the cradle.

This is due to the rapid progress of his sword realm, but more importantly, his powerful perception ability, as well as his grasp and interpretation of people's hearts!

I remember one time, after a sneak attack team was killed by his own people, the leader kept running and fought back from time to time. But Lu Ming immediately understood his thoughts, he was going to lead his people into a nest of living corpses.

However, when the leader was scrambled for a share of the food by the living corpses, but saw that Lu Ming was detached and began to plan to attack the living corpses' lair, he finally understood that his defeat was not just the reason why his strength was a little worse.

But the current Sword Venerable is definitely an exception!

Ouyang Luo was also very helpless in his heart, after all, it was the existence of the peak of the continent. However, Lu Ming obviously didn't take this matter to heart, from this point of view, even if he broke the army sword venerable, he couldn't compete with Lu Ming's powerful demeanor!

Ouyang Luo looked at his former little buddy, in his mind, Lu Ming was still the little kid who needed to get out by himself yesterday, but it was like in the blink of an eye, he had grown up, and now he was growing up, even he couldn't see through it.

"This road will not be quiet. Lu Ming said softly.

Zhuo Ligetu glanced at each other, and Ouyang Luo nodded and smiled. Even Leng Jian laughed. Because he knew that although the time was uncertain, as long as Lu Ming said so, the battle was not far away.

And this is not intuition, it is Lu Ming's real judgment.

Although Leng Jian never understood why Lu Ming's judgment was so accurate, it did not hinder his trust in Lu Ming in the slightest, and if he could fight, Leng Jian would smile happily.

Leng Jian's smile was fully seen by Cheng Zifeng. The cold sword that everyone knows is very cold. But before he was defeated and deposed by himself, he was a very sunny man.

Back then, his sword realm was abolished, his family's money was taken away, and his fiancée was taken away, and he lost everything he had almost instantly, so he could be regarded as seeing through the truth of the matter, and people became cold.

But now, why did he have that smile on his face when he first practiced swordsmanship, when he didn't care about anything?

Cheng Zifeng frowned secretly, the Leng Jian family was very powerful there, Leng Jian's talent was good, he could be said to be the local little overlord, but that was in the past, he didn't care about the smile, why did he come back?

For no reason, Cheng Zifeng suddenly thought of his fiancée, who was Leng Jian's former fiancée, and it seemed that Leng Jian didn't care about her at all.

In the past, Cheng Zifeng felt that snatching Leng Jian's fiancée was a victory for himself, but now he was a little uncomfortable, no matter what, it was Leng Jian's hand.........

And Leng Jian has changed now, which is definitely the result of Lu Ming's help!

I'll give that little slut a break when I go back!Cheng Zifeng thought viciously, he no longer looked at Lu Ming and the others, turned his head and continued to carefully ask the old sword venerable for advice.

In this way, the city of Jiantang was thrown away little by little, and the distance slid through the horse's hooves. After climbing a big mountain, it was getting dark, and a staff member of the Sword Saint Realm stopped, designated a good place at the bottom of the mountain, and began to arrange for camping for the night.

Dozens of workers were busy, rows of tents were erected one after another, piles of bonfires were burning, and the smell of food was already in the barren mountains and mountains.

Lu Ming took a look at the surroundings and knew that this was a small valley that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the best place to spend the night nearby. Although the journey in one day is only a few hundred miles, the location of Jiantang City is unique, and now it has come to the border of the Zhenyuan Empire, not to mention the branch of Jiantang, there is not a single village.

At the junction of the two countries, villages and towns simply cannot withstand any fighting.

It's just that with the strength of the Sword Hall, they also have to choose this kind of terrain to camp, obviously they are also defending something at all times, but most of the staff don't know about it, and they are still doing things happily, no wonder, in the Sword Qi Continent, who dares to go against the Sword Hall?

Dinner was a typical field marching style, with porridge and dry food, as well as fine jerky, but even the staff who cooked the porridge frowned, and compared to home, these things pigs did not like to eat.

However, to everyone's surprise, Lu Ming and the others were surprisingly able to eat, and it seemed that these foods also brought them a little happiness, and they were actually quite happy to eat.

Watching them wipe out a large pot of porridge and a pot of dry food, and then chew the dried meat and chat together, Cheng Zifeng sneered: "A group of poor ghosts ......"

But when Cheng Zifeng suddenly thought of Lu Ming's home, which was one of the richest in the entire empire, he felt that the porridge in his mouth had turned into hot sand, which was really unspeakably uncomfortable.

Cheng Zifeng avoided the sight of Pojun Jianzun, squirted out the porridge in his mouth viciously, and poured out all the dishes in the bowl, and spit out a few mouthfuls viciously, and then he recovered his demeanor for a while, and then went to rest with a red face, it was important to digest the guidance he had obtained from Lao Jianzun during the day.

It was late at night, and most of the people fell asleep. The staff divided into several groups and began to take turns to be on duty for the night, in fact, the main thing was to feed the horses.

After the stone house where the sword priest was located was properly placed, hundreds of horses were released, after all, even if it was a team formed by the Sword Hall, the forage for these hundreds of horses was a big burden, not to mention everyone's mounts.

Fortunately, it is now approaching summer, and although the nights are cold, it does not prevent the grass from growing, so just graze.

The chirping of insects has disappeared, and the whole night sky is as silent as death!

Lu Ming, who was sitting cross-legged in the tent, opened his eyes, and in the last moment, the insects and birds suddenly disappeared, which showed that something had touched their powerful instincts.

Animals and insects, species that have been struggling to survive in nature, have a very unique perception of danger, but in Lu Ming's perception, they have found nothing, and they can't even feel a little pressure.

But there must be something coming, just too much beyond yourself!

Lu Ming was very careful to release a trace of sword mark power, and the special power began to control the surrounding heaven and earth vitality, and the perception range brought by the sword mark was constantly expanding.

Suddenly, Lu Ming felt the smell of blood, and through the power of the sword marks, he saw a figure slowly falling, his head had rolled to the side, and there was still a trace of sleepiness on his face, obviously he didn't even know how he died.

Behind this person, a bright sword appeared, followed by a black shadow, and he appeared as if invisible.

Greedy Wolf Sword Venerable!Among the Supreme Seven Swords, the defected Greedy Wolf Sword Venerable!Why did he come?

Although Lu Ming hadn't seen people clearly, he had already felt the unique killing intent of the greedy wolf sword body on his body, and although he had been suppressing it, Lu Ming had already felt that his attention was on the stone carriage.

Sword Priest! is the target of the Greedy Wolf Sword Venerable!

Under the night sky, four more figures appeared, and they all possessed the strength of the Sword Master!

There were two figures, Lu Ming recognized them just by looking at them, the guy with a sturdy figure and extremely agile skills was the one who had saved him with Ouyang Luo.

The other one, although he was wearing a cloak, could not hide his peerless elegance, his graceful figure in the night sky, like a dancing elf, was the apostle of the sword he had saved!

They and the other two Sword Masters have obviously cleared out the eyes of the Sword Hall, and the positive target is directly aimed at the Sword Priest! (To be continued......